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By daybreak, the rain had already stopped. Although the air had become fresher and less smelly, the weather was getting colder.
Hu Congjun wrapped his coat tightly. In this midwinter season, even a little wind could freeze him to the bone. The Douglas small transport plane at the airport had already started its engine and was just waiting for him to enter the cabin.
"Jin Zuo, are you already an hour ahead of schedule?" Director Liu from the Beijing Office jumped out of the car, held a briefcase for Hu Congjun, and followed him closely, but looked at himself uneasily. The watch reminded him.
"I know!" Hu Congjun said calmly, and told him at the same time: "I have already informed the pilot and asked him to leave an hour in advance!"
Director Liu was a little confused and asked: "Jun Zuo, we originally planned to leave at eight o'clock, but it's only seven o'clock now. Is it too early?"
"It's getting late!" Hu Congjun said leisurely: "I am very anxious. If I could fly at night, I would have arrived at Shuangduiji last night!"
Director Liu did not ask any more questions. He knew that for Hu Congjun, time was the most precious thing at this time. At this time, the Twelve Corps was already on the verge of life and death. The Tenth Army and the Eighteenth Army, which were the backbone of the Corps, were Founded by Hu Congjun, it is his lifeblood, and he is worried about it all the time!
"Junzuo, can you wait a little longer?" Director Liu couldn't help but plead.
Hu Congjun was stunned for a moment, stopped, turned around, looked directly at Director Liu with a pair of electric eyes, and asked: "Why?"
Director Liu had an embarrassed expression on his face and hesitantly said: "Actuallyactuallyit's okay to wait. If you leave later, the fog will disperse the light, so it might be safer!"
Hu Congjun looked at his face, but he had already seen through his heart. He snorted coldly and asked: "Old Liu, did Zhang Xian ask you about my departure time?"
Director Liu's face immediately opened up. He touched his head involuntarily with his free left hand. He felt a little embarrassed and had to say honestly: "Yes, Zhang Xian called me in the middle of the night last night and asked me When will you set off? I was in a hazy sleep when I heard his voice, so I didn¡¯t pay attention to it and told him. Unexpectedly, he immediately asked me to send him a car too. He said he also I want to follow you back!"
"You!" Hu Congjun couldn't help shouting, wanting to complain a few words, but stopped when the words reached his lips.
"Jin Zuo, I don't know when you will come back next time!" Director Liu was full of emotions and choked up: "That place is very dangerous. If Zhang Xian is by your side, I think it will be good for you." It will be much better. I dare not tell others at the critical moment, but I am sure that he will take a bullet for you! No one in the Twelve Corps can take his place, just like no one can take your place!"
Hu Congjun was stunned. The reason why Director Liu told Zhang Xian his itinerary was because he had such selfish thoughts. However, he still shook his head firmly and said with some disappointment: "Old Liu, thank you for following me. For such a long time, I have even forgotten what kind of person I am! I, Hu Congjun, have never needed anyone to take a bullet for me!" He said, reaching out to take the briefcase from Director Liu's hand, turning around and striding towards the A small plane with propellers turning.
Just when he was about to climb into the cabin, Hu Congjun seemed to suddenly remember something. He turned around and shouted to Director Liu: "When Zhang Xian arrives, tell him that if I can't come back, , I hope he can reorganize a brand new 18th Army for me!" After he finished speaking, he got into the cabin.
As the cabin door slowly closed, Director Liu¡¯s tears quietly covered his face!
The plane roared and took off from the runway, piercing the sky like an arrow from a string.
Hu Congjun was sitting in the cabin, looking out through the window. The plane had not yet entered the clouds. The city of Nanjing below was arranged like a chess game. A rolling Yangtze River passed through the north of the city from west to east. At this time, he looked like a The natural chasm split the vast land in two, but the dilapidated scenes everywhere reminded people of those war-torn years. This city has experienced too many hardships, from the capture of the Taiping Army to the invasion of Japanese Japs. Its prosperity became a thing of the past almost overnight. However, no matter how much pain it had experienced, the city finally recovered. The new buildings covered up the old wounds, and the sound of horse hooves broke. As another group of outsiders entered, no one could think of this city anymore. There are so many bones buried under it!
There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, and how many towers are in the mist and rain!
Nowadays, there is noAt that time, I thought it should be in the two place names of Linzhuang and Baigui Temple. Now that I think about it, it is wrong. It turns out that it should be in the name of "Shuangduiji"! "As he spoke, he couldn't help but let out another long sigh, and said with some regret: "If I had known this, I should have followed the army all the time! "
Zhang Xian was a little sad. He had indeed known this, so why did he do it in the first place? But if Hu Congjun really had to follow the Twelve Corps all the way from Henan, could he turn things around? Maybe the 12th Corps really won't be surrounded like it is now, but I'm afraid it can't affect the outcome of the decisive battle between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party at this time.
Seeing Hu Congjun's remorseful look, Zhang Xian couldn't help but exhort him: "Jun Zu, don't blame yourself. This may really be a result that has already been destined in the dark sky and cannot be done by manpower! Haha, that old monk at that time was not Did you still say that? Your first civil engineering project is gone, and there will be a second civil engineering project!"
Hu Congjun couldn't help being startled, but then he laughed again, shook his head, and said to Zhang Xian: "Ah Xian, there is no regret medicine that can be sold in this world. This is like a major event in marriage. No matter how bad the first house is, it is still a waste." No matter how good the second marriage is, it¡¯s still a second marriage! Besides, all my efforts have been invested in this. Even if I really have another civil servant in the future, I¡¯m afraid I won¡¯t have the heart or the strength by then!"
Zhang Xian nodded, of course he understood Hu Congjun's mood at this time, but he was not in the mood to plan for the second civil engineering project. After all, in this first civil engineering project, he also gave his all like Hu Congjun! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com